Daniel's aunt made us a delicious breakfast before we headed out for our first jaunt into San Francisco. It was really foggy; good thing I wore a really bright dress.
Our first stop was the California Academy of Sciences, a newer museum that contained all kinds of exhibits and animals. Check out that camera lens spinning mid-flight.
The focal point was a rainforest biosphere. The genius of the design was in the way visitors could see everything from multiple viewpoints.
Random mirror = random self-portraits.
We actually had to wait in a line to get in. I said it was like our version of Disneyland.
The biosphere path spiraled upward through the levels of the forest.
There was a bit of linewaiting.
This little guy was hilarious. There were geckos, tree frogs, snakes, toads, chameleons—all kinds of creepy forest dwellers.
The fish were huge, and we could walk underneath and see them above us. It was a lot like the sharks at Sea World; I thought it was great to see a freshwater version.
There were butterflies everywhere; we had to check ourselves in a mirror before we left to make sure none were trying to hitch a ride out.
There was an extensive saltwater section reminiscent of the aquarium we had visited the day before.
While were were touring the hall of African animals, an alarm started buzzing and a recorded voice told us to find the nearest exit. I initially thought it must have been a part of some exhibit, but it turned out to be real. We filed out onto the front lawn and stood with employees who were just as confused as we were. The fire department showed up and declared everything safe.
We had just reached the doors when the alarm sounded again. Everyone had to re-evacuate and the fire department returned. Luckily, the second time was the charm.
We visited some penguins that would follow our fingers as we traced paths on the glass.
We headed up to the living roof and enjoyed the views of Golden Gate Park.
Grass and wildflowers grow all over the surface of the roof. It's really gorgeous.
Behind me is the DeYoung, an art museum we would visit two days later.
And then we were off to more adventures.
We took a lot of driving pictures. I love them. We decided to attempt part of the 49-mile scenic drive that wends throughout the city.
Daniel really wanted to find a high point in the city, so we drove up a windy hill to Twin Peaks. The fog blew in and out, swallowing and revealing the city in misty bursts.
The wind was fairly brisk.
It made Daniel want to fly.
And then we continued on the scenic drive.
The fog settled around Twin Peaks, which we could see when we were across the city.
The streets were so steep! I knew they would be, but they really were.
We drove up to Coit Tower. It was closed, but we peeked in the window and saw the Diego Rivera mural, so I think we got all out of it that we would have.
The views from Telegraph Hill were stunning.
This is Daniel's sweater. Most people hate it, but I'm a big fan. It reminds me of things I wore in high school, when I outfitted myself largely in thrift store finds.
These fascinating public restrooms were placed throughout the city. They would go through a 55-second rinse cycle in between users. Unfortunately, it decided to go through its rinse cycle while I was using it. Don't worry; I escaped unscathed and mostly dry.
We went down Lombard Street, supposedly one of the crookedest in the world. It was a giant snake shape, and the speed limit was 5 miles per hour, which you'd have to go anyway to avoid all of the tourists.
We stopped at a pretty park and attempted a self-timer portrait. It was getting cold[er].
We watched the fog roll in as we drove back to Novato.
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